I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 33 Poaching

In the stands to the north, a group of women holding cheering banners shouted his name.

Are you supporting yourself?

Fujii was a little surprised. He didn't pay attention to this during the game. When he looked closer, he realized that the name on the banner was his own.

"Thank you for supporting me. Just treat this jersey as a souvenir."

He was naked to the waist, threw the substitute jersey in his hand into the stands, waved, and walked into the tunnel.

The number on the substitute jersey was also No. 13. It was only worn for half a game as a replacement. Mana Sasura grabbed the jersey with her hand and became the lucky person to own it.

"I pay 30,000 yen, can you give it to me?"

The office woman next to me asked enviously and suggested using money in exchange.

"Sorry, next time, I want to save it."

Mana Sakura showed a traditional Sakura girl's fake smile, clasped her hands together, put away her jersey and folded it into her bag. Fortunately, she had prepared a large mountaineering bag to bring support items today, and it could be completely packed in it.

The last one to walk out of the tunnel, Fujii was stopped by a man wearing a peaked cap, who handed him his business card with both hands.

FC Tokyo J1 professional football club/Chief Scout/Masanobu Nagano?

"Sorry to bother you, Fujii-kun, have you ever wanted to play professional football? Our FC Tokyo is a local professional team and we welcome young talents like you to join."

Nagano Masanobu took off his peaked cap, and he was a middle-aged man with a capable face. He was wearing Adidas sportswear and bowed slightly to attract people.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you guys doing over there? Fujii-kun is the player our Kashima Antlers are interested in! Isn't there any shame in poaching people like this?"

There was a shouting sound not far away. Next to Coach Yasuda, a man who looked like a manager in a suit and leather shoes stepped forward with excitement and blocked Nagano Masanobu behind him. He stretched out his hand to Fujii, who was a little stunned, and shook it.

"Hello, I am Yamaguchi Akihiro, the professional manager of Kashima Antlers. Coach Yasuda didn't make it clear to you last time. Our Kashima Antlers are very sincere. This time I have brought the contract with me to talk about it again.

Bar?"

"Where did you come from? Fujii-kun came to prominence in the Tokyo High School Local Competition. Of course he should be considered a member of our local club in Tokyo, a country boy from Ibaraki Prefecture, and join in the fun!"

Nagano Masanobu originally wanted to inspect the two youth training levels of the Horikoshi team, but he changed his target after noticing the more prominent Fujii tree. The home court of Kashima Antlers is in Ibaraki Prefecture, Kanto, nearly 100 kilometers outside of Tokyo. Compared with FC

Tokyo can be considered an authentic city dweller, although its strength has always been at the bottom of the J1 League.

"Hoo ho ho! The garbage team that was relegated to J2 the year before last year has given you face, right? Our Kashima Antlers won the J1 league championship, so you should just go and play in J2!"

Yamaguchi Akihiro's ability to become a professional manager is naturally not a fuel-saving lamp. He started to talk about the club's results, and he was also telling Fujii Shu what level FC Tokyo was.

"We have brought all the signed contracts. The signing fee is five million yen, the weekly salary after tax is 200,000 yen, and the opportunity to play in the first team is guaranteed. The sincerity is much stronger than your temporary intention!"

Yamaguchi Akihiro struck while the iron was hot, found the contract written in black and white from his briefcase, and showed it to everyone. He could not see the distress he felt at bargaining with Coach Yasuda at that time, but he was very smug.

"We can also give you the same treatment." As the chief scout, Masanobu Nagano can still make this promise. He called the club's manager on the spot. After just talking for a few words, his face turned obviously blue.

, raised his head and glanced at Fujii Shu unwillingly, smashed his cell phone angrily, left a word and left quickly.

"Fujii-kun, don't make a decision in a hurry. I'll go back and talk to the higher-ups first, and wait for a few days for our FC Tokyo."

"If you don't have this energy, don't open up the seaports randomly." Yamaguchi Akihiro watched his competitors leave with satisfaction, and preached with fake resentment.

"Sorry, I still said the same thing, I don't want to play professional football."

Fujii looked at the signing contract handed over by Yamaguchi Akihiro. To be honest, he was very sincere, but his golden finger was so comprehensive that he didn't want to focus on one aspect. Although football was interesting, it was not his only choice.

"Fujii-kun, don't you want to join the national team? Use your talent to lead our island country's football team and create an era of our own."

Coach Yasuda, who had been silent all this time, opened his mouth to persuade. His ultimate goal is to make the island country's football team a world-class team. He originally didn't have much hope, but the accidental discovery of Fujii Shu rekindled his ambition.

"I don't play football to be famous. Coach Yasuda, have you watched our games? Although the level is very low, the emotion is the purest. It is just to win and to continue fighting with everyone in the team. I enjoy it.

It's these, these are enough, and there will be no regrets in the youth of life."

Fujii said the reason for his rejection half-truthfully, then turned around and left.

"Ten million yen! Signing fee!"

Yamaguchi Akihiro shouted at his back, struggling for a moment on his face. He was a person who usually turned up the air conditioner in his office a few degrees in summer to save electricity bills. This was more uncomfortable than killing him.

Fujii Shu paused when he heard this number, but he did not look back and insisted on leaving here.

"Forget it, we can't kidnap him to the club. Let's go find Yumi Furuzawa and the others. Isn't it cheaper?"

Coach Yasuda persuaded Yamaguchi Akihiro who was unwilling to give up. Yamaguchi Akihiro shook his head and talked slowly to himself.

"What a golden mountain! It's so sad to miss it like this!"

Fujii, is that what he thinks?

Qi Yuan, who was hiding in the corner, lowered his head, looking a little ashamed.

Waste! A bunch of waste!

Yuuki Gajo, who had watched the whole game, kicked over the trash can in the corridor. From the huge lead in the first half to the roller coaster comeback in the second half, the mental torture he suffered made him unable to hold back his anger anymore. He was beaten by Miyagi.

He got rid of a woman like Wakika, his alma mater lost, and the pretty boy who ruined his good deeds that day was still in the limelight. Such a series of blows made him red-eyed.

"Moxi Moxi?"

I called a number I had hidden, and heard a voice from the other end.

"Ueno Shigeaki, I want to deal with someone, an ordinary person, how much does it cost?"

Yuki Herang released the demon in his heart, and the people he contacted had methods that once made him frightened.

"Who made our young master angry? No money, just send the information and within three days, let him go to the bottom of Tokyo Bay to see goldfish."

The voice coming over there was a bit lazy, it was the voice of a young man, there was the sound of a lighter being lit, and there was a long exhale, and the tone didn't sound harsh at all.

But Yuuki Garang knew that this man could really do what he said, and he didn't want to kill anyone yet, so he explained.

"Don't kill him, just break his legs and disfigure his face."

"OK! I will send someone to take action. Just wait for the good news."

The man named Ueno Shigeaki replied in the affirmative.

(End of chapter)